Famicised

Famicised !!!!

Received a one liner from a friend in past……”yes Vipul , the moments were special, but as you said, they were in past”
I have an answer for that………I really do…….but I chose to reply in “you leave me with no words, its upto you now”…….
With all the back log and past issues I have lost a certain vision which I possessed.
Talking to a friend gave me an insight which I knew but only didn’t realise…….
And hence I say that past is an integral part of our lives………it gives us the foundation of the kind of people we are. Let me reframe it…..kind of person we are…….
The strong and bold and success stories are the ones where I have seen most fragile souls……
I probably am meeting a friend from past tonight…………and the reasons of meeting this friend will enlighten me more on my beliefs…..
The terminology of “moving on”………… one never really moves on….or do they? Or we humans just simply try to push things under the carpet and shake our hands from the excess water…….
Moments is a term which really means what its meant to describe…………be it good or bad…..we never forget them………its like that the moments are the files in a computer which are saved in certain folders and as we have new work everyday we keep on pushing these files to further folders and again further sub folders.. But the point is they remain there……
I was making some music for a dear person and while looking into the archives of thousands of folders found a file from the dead……which honestly I had forgotten all about…… and as that file flashed on the screen a lot from the past popped up in a way to take me from where iam to where and what it was then and only to realise how much similarity we two people had from myself back then and to who am I today…….its just that that with so much and so many things happening I had placed those moments in my own archives within my self…….and when they flashed out…….they made me realise what man I was and what had I become……
According to that my basics were same, just that a lot of dust of worldliness had accumulated and made me believe something which wasn’t me…….
Like the new fashion we dig in the latest trends……..we buy what’s there in the market and what’s new…….that’s the life which takes us step by step in tune with the changes……..but does that changes our character? Does that change the fact that we still are naked with same body as we were long years back………..
We take the beatings from every day’s routine’s and turn better or worse from the growing up process……….but we remain what we were born as………..and nothing changes on or basics…….
To be continued………………………

Old body new clothes....................

Been away from the mental frame for pouring down words on this plasma screen via a black keyboard…….
Now sitting here in the DÉJÀ VU sate…….. Exactly 2 years back I was sitting in an exact copy of a concrete structure built with or out of visions…dreams….hope and desire…….
The furniture was made of pure teak and holstered with genuine Stallion leather…..
Not that it was some sort of sadistic attribute in using wood and leather trying to look like a nature murderer at loose…. But the entire walnuts finish with the tan leather ooozeed POWER…..
POWER,
How many a lives have power ruled or ruled by power…….power of pressing that button on the phone and the voice from the other end goes “what can I get you sir”….. Before the one makes a gesture of walking towards the favorite vehicle a Driver “rather let me use a much finer terminology for it Chauffer” gets the door for you with yet again to be seated in a stallion leather seat.

Song plays in the background…”Downeaster Alexa” by billy joel…….

Well I'm on the Downeaster "Alexa"
And I'm cruising through Block Island Sound
I have charted a course to the Vineyard
But tonight I am Nantucket bound,
We took on diesel back in Montauk yesterday
And left this morning from the bell in Gardiner's Bay,
Like all the locals here I've had to sell my home,
Too proud to leave I worked my fingers to the bone,
So I could own my Downeaster "Alexa"
And I go where the ocean is deep
There are giants out there in the canyons
And a good captain can't fall asleep
I've got bills to pay and children who need clothes
I know there's fish out there but where God only knows
They say these waters aren't what they used to beBut
I've got people back on land who count on me
So if you see my Downeaster "Alexa"And if you work with the rod and the reel
Tell my wife I am trawling Atlantis
And I still have my hands on the wheel
Now I drive my Downeaster "Alexa"More and more miles from shore every year
Since they tell me I can't sell no stripers
And there's no luck in swordfishing here.
I was a bayman like my father was before
Can't make a living as a bayman anymore
There ain't much future for a man who works the sea
But there ain't no island left for islanders like me............................................

That’s a reality check…….the truth behind all that power and glimmer….the question of two slice of bread and pinch of salt………..the question of being able to make that difference even when the intestines go clenching themselves……..the reality check of beyond and above that leather chair and walnut walls……..the reality check of on the eyes which see their sparkling shoes laid on the table sitting on that chair….
Ever wondered of a life less known in a complicated format……….everyone has a scar which is hidden beneath that sexy looking lingerie and everyone has a past as a memorabilia …….. the most sought out people I have known looking happy and content have been found dead in their heads and hidden in their shacks………
The truth of “being” is experienced on the shit pot in the morning when the oblivious head is so fuckin blur……..
Have always wanted to make difference……I still want that……..at 32 still confused in achievement and satisfaction……yet waiting for a possible breakthrough in idea of self reliance……yet fighting the ghosts…..
Off late met this interesting person who oozez out confidence and strength……….makes the strife of life and the daily duty look so simple and easy that hat’s off to her…….. Have never seen her sulking or weeping………always in herself……knows her priorities…. Another old pal of mine with similar characteristic lives in Delhi……….just makes his heartache sounds like a canary……these two people often make me realize how simple a situation can be and how easily can some things be sorted out.
Restart of a journey is my calling……has started with God being my guide……..from an atheist to a God respecting Man. Transformation ….
As a wise man once said…..Change is the only CONSTANT we have……….

KingFisher Airlines

Kingfisher Airlines….

Since I have shifted to Bombay (I prefer saying it Bombay, gives that familiar sound……..)..Anyhow, due to shifting base from Delhi to Bombay I have to shuffle between the cities at least on an average twice a week.

Now with this kind of frequency one gets frustrated with the entire airport scene……I mean I have stopped buying the tickets in advance as I never know when I will need to rush again. With this kind of frequency I have traveled by almost every airline available in India. And like every passenger even I made my opinions about the service and comparison in service along with the pricing and overall experience…..

KINGFISHER AIRLINES … Definitely Kingfisher airlines……..

When the company had launched their services I was probably the first one to pick up their ticket just to have an experience. There were various reasons why I or any other passenger got attracted to this airline…..
Inspiration Icon Mr. Vijay Malaya, the man behind the concept..
Well dressed and pleasant looking Air hostesses.
Pleasing ground staff.
Great food.
Airport luggage service.
And the best feature….In Flight Entertainment system.

Let me inform the readers….Kingfisher is not a cheap airline company. While one can avail a ticket from Go-Air, Indigo, Indian Airlines etc between 1900 – 3750, Kingfisher offers you the similar ticket on similar times for around 1000-5000 more.

As a customer I agree that the kind of added services provided by Kingfisher Airlines the hike in price in comparison to other companies is quite justified. But the point here is is Kingfisher Airlines really providing all these services.

“NO”.

In past lets say around 3 months back the quality of service was great. A little bit here and there but as a customer who is spending 20-40% extra on air travel with this company I didn’t have any reason to complain.

Only in recent times or I should say since last 2 months where in I must have used their services for a minimum of 6-7 times at least, their services have been from BAD to WORSE to HORRIBLE…….

Initially the fall in the quality of staff was visible in the form communication skills.
The in flight staff’s speech skills were way below standards. Their spoken language be it English or Hindi was not clear, confidence level had started to show signs of going below levels acceptable, and coordination of the time between the safety announcement to serving the food till the Good bye’s was way out of order.

The first thing any passenger does as soon as they take their places is to check for a new paper or In-flight magazine. Now not once, twice or thrice but for at least 5-6 times I have seen no news paper, or the in-flight magazine. I understand that the passengers take the magazines at times and the stock at times could be up or down during the end of the month. But today is 5th of November 2007??? “Hello”….

Food, one of the most integral part of air travel…times have gone where passenger use to get to fly once in their lifetime. Now days with the economic change and various other reasons regular travelers are giving more business to any individual airlines then Random travelers. With this regularity we travelers tend to make our own Patronage and familiarize ourselves to the airline company where a standard is followed and we know that what we will get or see. Now again KF has greatly ignored their food quality since the same duration as the other stuff has started to deteriorate. As i type I am sampling the Vegetarian meal I have been served and I must say my assumption was not wrong even this time. The food SUCKS…..the rice is dry and seems that someone has forgotten to boil it, there are some sort of cutlets which again are only some sort of cause they have no taste at all…… the Dal is alright…….the salad has shredded cabbage leaves…..the desert is a cold gulabjamun dipped in some God For-saken syrup which tastes like a dessert full of chemicalised additives.

Overall the food is way below any standard. “I guess the guy at the procurement department is heavily involved in filling his/her pockets.

Time and again I have sent out the membership forms but till date no card has arrived.

Last but not the least and the main reason which forced me to write this……the ENTERTAINMENT SYSTEM.

Now this is the 4rth time that I have a black screen in front of me……I remember the last conversation with my friend before boarding the flight ……she asked me why do you choose kingfisher….and my answer was “I love to laugh for 2 hours as they have this TV. thing in flight”….

I am a businessman myself and I know what it takes to satisfy a customer and to start with to build up and customer base. Mr. Malaya has definitely succeeded in creating that…but I feel that the speed of gaining the customer base multiply that by 2 and you have the answer……that’s the speed at which they are going to loose their customers if a strict action is not taken.

While the CHAIRMAN is busy partying away to Glory his officers in Purchase I guess are having all the fun or they have joined forces with competitors.

I am not looking for any compensation for BAD TIMES due to the KING OF GOOD TIMES,
Neither am I here to point a finger at the company for fun sakes.

I don’t need anything and I already have many options to choose from….specially JET AIRWAYS is my choice from now for at least there is a certain consistency in their services.

I have placed King Fisher as one of the most sought out brands. With the situation today with kingfisher ………..hmmmmm…..God Bless them…….

Parivertan

में वो परिवेर्तन हूँ जो सिर्फ गिनती बड़ाता हूँ……

खाने की मेज़ पर एक बदती हुई गिनती,

पल भर के एहसास के लिए वो शक्स,

में वो परिवेर्तन हूँ जो सिर्फ गिनती बड़ाता हूँ……

खुशबू का वो हिस्सः जो मेहेकता नही,

जिस्म का वो अंग जो धरकता नही,

में वो परिवेर्तन हूँ जो सिर्फ गिनती बड़ाता हूँ……

भीर्ड़ में वो अकेला,

शतरंज का वो मोहरा,

में वो परिवेर्तन हूँ जो सिर्फ गिनती बड़ाता हूँ……

मिटने का ना गम, क्टने का न रोष,

लाखों लाशों में जो जले,

में वो परिवेर्तन हूँ जो सिर्फ गिनती बड़ाता हूँ……

कब्रों के नीचें हो जिसकी क्बर,

न कोई मुस्कराहट न कोई दर्द,

Na koi yaad na koi khabar,

में हूँ वो रौशनी जो कभी दिखती नही,

में हूँ वो अँधेरा जो कभी छ्टेगा नही,

में वो परिवेर्तन हूँ जो सिर्फ गिनती बड़ाता हूँ……

सरक का व्हो पत्थर जो न राह दिखाए ….

में हूँ वो सपना जो कभी दिखेगा नही,

न कभी किसी के सपने का हिस्सा बनूँगा,

में वो परिवेर्तन हूँ जो सिर्फ गिनती बड़ाता हूँ……

किताब का व्हो खाली पन्ना जीसका का कोई नाम नही,

वो आहट हूँ जिसकी कोई आवाज नही,

वो चाहत हूँ जो किसी की चाहत नहीं…

में वो परिवेर्तन हूँ जो सिर्फ गिनती बड़ाता हूँ……

होली के रंग में रंगो बेरंग, हो जाऊंगा,

काला हूँ तुम साब को समां जाऊंगा,

आए मेरे मौला मुझे फना जब करे,

कुछ ऐसा कर के मेरी राख जो उरे,

किसी के झुटे बर्तनों पे जा लगे,

मरने के बाद भी उसको साफ कर जाऊंगा,

में वो परिवेर्तन हूँ जो सिर्फ गिनती बड़ाता हूँ……

में वो परिवेर्तन हूँ जो सिर्फ गिनती बरःता हूँ……

Everything Changes..................

Everything changes...if i could.......

.Burning

yet again !!!!!!!!!!!

I burn, burning again.....

Defy virtue;

I burn, burning again,

Getting Oblivious;

I burn, burning again.....

Red eyes;

I burn, burning again.....

Quest of breaking cycles.....

Cycles of the Living;

I burn, burning again.....

The culprit Punished,

The Crime solved........

When does this life forgive me......

Pardon me for no crime at all......

I burn, burning again.....

King of yester years.......

Slave yet remains.......

Chains in agony.......

Slitting the skin........

Blood remains clot......

Graving a 6 by 6 slot......

Learned were never them…..

Unstoppable Mayhem……

Nailing us who fold…..

Thy hands and behold……

Red sheets smell……

Precipitate my soul……

Dreams laugh……

Solidarity claps…..

Is it me…….or is it my Epiphany………..

I burn, burning again……………….

Street Spirit

Rows of houses

all bearing down on me

I can feel their blue hands touching me

All these things in all positions

All these things will one day take control

And fade out again and fade out

This machine will will not communicate these thoughts

And the strain I am under

Be a world child form a circle before

we all go underAnd fade out again

and fade out again

Cracked eggs dead birds

Scream as they fight for life

I can feel death can see

it’s beady eyes

All these things into frution

All these things we’ll one day swallow whole

And fade out again and fade out again.